Polu stood on the console of the mixing tower, watching the workers scoop out the impurities in the molten steel.
"Impurity detection completed!" Trika's clear voice came from behind and from the speaker on the spindle, slightly softening the space where the steel atmosphere was extremely excessive.
The steel arm swung away from the furnace top, and the steam tractor pushed a dusty molten ladle in, then turned around and left. The workers stood behind the parapet, operating the pull rod, and the steam engine pushed the connecting rod and a huge rocker arm.
Being pushed, the top of the molten steel tank fixed on the pedestal with lifting lugs was tilted forward, so the first furnace of red-hot molten steel smoothly merged into a bright waterfall and rushed into the molten steel ladle waiting below.
When the molten steel tank was empty, workers wearing asbestos protective clothing moved the ladle to a huge mold. Wearing thick asbestos gloves and several layers of masks, they shook the hand wheel on the side. It was bright.
It was slowly injected into the sand mold, causing a burst of green smoke and flames to spurt out from the risers all over the sand mold, making a roaring air flow sound.
It was the first time to cast such a large piece, which made everyone very nervous. Geola's shouts echoed in the factory: "Add half a turn! Okay! Add half a turn! Okay! Come on! Pour out the rest of the molten steel."
Go among these small molds!" It wasn't until the risers had a steady liquid surface and no bubbles rushed up that Goora breathed a sigh of relief.
He climbed up the stairs and came to the console. Polu was not stingy with his praise: "The first casting of steel went very smoothly! I was a little worried about such a big piece. I didn't expect it to be successful in the first time.
very good!"
Geola smiled sheepishly: "I asked Father Peter to take a look at this sand mold. He has experience."
"Very good, I support it. I plan to let you do the production here. You can decide who will replace you in the experimental furnace. Let me know when you have thought about it. When will the test results of those extra small ingots be available?
?”
"Tomorrow we will arrange to test the new steel ingots."
"Okay, when the test results are out, come to me in the laboratory. I've been there recently. Come on, several furnaces have to be turned on quickly. I still have a lot of machines waiting for the steel to be put into the pot! Work hard and it will be done soon.
When you build a new blast furnace, you have to think carefully about who to ask to help you next. It's too much for one person. Each furnace and each section must have someone to keep an eye on it, including your students and talented workers.
."
Polu, who has learned from the painful experience, is now learning and selling some of his immature life experiences.
"I'm leaving first! Trika, you should study the metal composition carefully and record it." He walked out and waved his hand: "Gora! My experimental alloy ingot! The faster, the better! Pour it.
Use the molten steel from these embryos for experiments, mark them with numbers, don't get them mixed up!"
He turned back and walked through the area along the corridor bridge. There were four identical brand-new converters waiting. Production could not start until the first group of squad leaders who participated in the practice today completed their training.
Polu walked for a while and looked at the former foundry building that had been demolished to ashes. He sighed in his heart: "How could I be so stupid to build a projectile foundry in front of the furnace? It was built in vain and it was a waste of money.
From now on, we’ll just build thin-steel houses. If everything couldn’t be recycled, I would have been mauled to death by little Irene.”
As the construction progressed, Polu finally understood why the steel plant used to occupy an area as large as a small town. It took up too much space.
Extending from the factory here to the direction of the manor, there are several flat areas of land where the S1 engineering team is digging a pit for the continuous casting machine.
Although the continuous casting machine has not been successfully developed, if we don’t test this thing, we really don’t know what the problem is, and we don’t know whether it will work. Of course, there is no steel for it now, so there is no need to worry about steam yet.
The sound of pickaxes was heard on the construction site.
"I want the excavator!" Polu roared in his heart.
Modern excavators seem simple, but are actually extremely difficult. Now that Polu is powered by a steam engine, he can only repeat one action. It is simply impossible to dig holes flexibly. Besides, nowadays, such long high-strength steel beams
Not composed yet.
That kind of huge rotary excavator. To be honest, with the current steel output, I'm afraid it won't take a long time to save it. With so much steel, it's better to invest in a second furnace.
It seems that winter will come again in just a few months. Although there are no terrible signs yet, it is still very worrying. Polu is extremely worried, fearing that he will be sent to Finistere again in the winter.
If this year's insect swarm was as fierce as the swarms that went to fight the elves, there would be nowhere to run!
The situation in Nazwa this year may lead to famine. If the two sides are attacked by both sides then, it will really be one head and two big ones.
To relieve his worries, he walked into his laboratory and continued to stare at his design drawings.
Soon, he seemed to have made up his mind, went to the factory, took Smith with him, pushed the cart, and returned to the laboratory with a lot of materials, and closed the door.
A few days later, the two men quietly pushed the cart to the testing site by the river, and closed the door when they came back.
When Leah, who had not seen Polu return to her room for several days, kicked open the door to the laboratory with little Irene and Leonardo, what she saw was Smith, exhausted, lying on a chair pushed together in the corner.
But Polu still looked in high spirits.
"Why haven't you gone back to sleep these days?"
Bolu held a dark part in his hand: "Isn't this busy? What's wrong? Is there something wrong?"
"It's nothing. You can tell me before you retreat every time. It always makes people worry. Why don't you go back to sleep? You must not have eaten well? Why is Smith like this?"
"You're too tired after staying up for a few days. Aren't you anxious? By the way, it's almost done. Even if you don't come, I'll have to go find you later."
As he said that, he turned to little Irene with a proud smile on his face: "It's done, you can sell the armor and weapons as you like!"
"What's done?" Little Eileen was a little confused.
"Avoid being surrounded by cuirassiers. Don't touch it, captain! Take your hands away!"
Polu said to the three of them very solemnly: "Don't let other people know about this weapon for the time being. We hid in a very far place during the last experiment. By the way, please call Mr. Svitto too. Let's sit down."
Let's take the carriage to a farther place and let me demonstrate it to you. Smith, go back to bed and don't mention it to anyone who asks you. By the way, tell Mr. Sweeto and ask him to bring the carriage over."
Leonardo waved his hand nonchalantly: "What kind of carriage do you want? I'll just hold it! If you don't wait any longer, don't call Svito. I'll tell him later."
"You can hold it no matter how heavy the weapon is?" Polu secretly cursed in his heart: "I will arrange a 203 for you next time!"
He unloaded something from the dark pipe on the table: "Okay, let's take a rest first. You can see and touch it now. I'll set off as soon as I'm ready."
Several people gathered around the black steel pipe and looked at it. Little Eileen, who didn't quite understand, raised her head: "Is this thing really as magical as you said? Doesn't it look similar to a shotgun? It's not scary at all.
Cuirassiers?"
"Of course I'm not afraid. What's the assault speed of an ordinary cuirassier? Even if we shoot against elves, we won't fall behind!"
"Huh, you're such a big brag, don't show off for a while!" She curled her lips.
"Then I'll add a condition. Just build a few more doors. Just build a few more doors!" Polu pulled out a wooden box from under the table. It was two fingers wide and half the length of a forearm, with a long round box stuck in it.
The thick cone-shaped barrel of the warhead. "Fortunately, the steel produced this time is of suitable quality and particularly tough, otherwise you would never see this thing!"
Now little Eileen is beginning to worry about another question: "Then, is this thing of yours expensive?"
"Not counting my handiwork, it's not that expensive. The main thing is that the speed of burning crystals has gone up to a higher level."
Little Irene's vision went dark and she almost fainted.
"Don't panic, let's go back to the crystal mine and see if there is any way to transport the crystal slag out of the mine." Polu looked calm and piled the two huge black iron boxes in his hands.
Together: "Okay, the ammunition is ready. We can set off and find a place where no one is around. Oh, by the way, wait a minute, bring a few more pieces of this steel plate. This is about the same thickness as a breastplate, or even a little thicker. In a moment
Check it out."
"No problem!" Leonardo put all these things into his ring.
"..." This is very unreasonable. I even brought all the accessories on purpose to see what he would do, but it didn't work.
"Then let's go to the back of the mountain where the reconnaissance team is standing guard. There must be no one there." They didn't seem to really care about this weapon. A few of them chatted while walking: "I heard Mr. Svito tell me the day before yesterday,
The preparations for entering the mountains this year have already begun, and it seems that we are paying more attention to it. But this year it is Group 1’s turn, so we don’t need to worry.” This is Leah.
"Into the mountains? Where is that?" Little Eileen was a little confused.
"Finistere. In the mountains, it's called entering the mountains."
"With this year's situation, are they probably scolding their mothers in their hearts?"
"No, the nobles of the royal capital don't know very well what we saw. They may not be mentally prepared. I'm going to warn them. Even though they are just a bunch of losers, we can't watch them die unprepared."
Leonardo turned around with a serious expression on his face.
"You warn them so they can be prepared to die?"
Several people couldn't hold back and laughed: "You underestimate the rich people in the capital. If you put on the magic equipment at home, put on the enchanted armor, and take out the scrolls in the box, your combat power will more than double.
"
As he was walking, he suddenly jumped into the grass on the side of the road and kicked his foot: "You have so little ability but you are still full of tricks! I can hear the sound of breathing from 30 meters away!"
Before he finished speaking, a figure jumped out from the grass and screamed, covering his buttocks. The voice seemed a bit familiar?
"Tezir? What are you doing in the grass?"
"He plans to scare you!" Leonardo glared at him.
"No, in this situation, aren't you afraid that I will suddenly pull out a shotgun?" Polu was a little surprised by this iron head.
"I'm not afraid of your abilities. Why are you here?"
"Gather your people together, we are going to test weapons. Don't accidentally hurt us, I'm serious."
"Okay." He whistled, and a group of figures covered in camouflage nets emerged from various places.
"What's wrong? What did you do again this time?"
A group of people gathered around curiously. Is this a little different from the confidentiality promised? Polu didn't know how to deal with it.
"Everyone is here! Slide down the mountain! Wait for me to go down the mountain and then sprint back!" Leonardo issued the order directly.
I'm sorry that the style of your knights made me almost forget that you are actually an army.
When all kinds of strange screams came all the way down the mountain, Leonardo took out everything from the ring. Polu looked around and saw an exposed cliff and strange rocks not far away.
The field of vision was also very clear, about 1,200 meters by visual inspection? Well, that's where it was. He pointed to the cliff towards the people behind him: "Let's use that cliff as our target!"
After everything was ready, he and Leonardo assembled the new weapon together. The heavy barrel was put on the tripod, and rows of thick barrels were clamped in the slots on the top of the receiver.
Ammunition. Polu pulled hard on a large bolt, making a clicking sound as the metal got stuck.
He turned back: "Are you all ready?"
Several people showed expectant expressions in cooperation. He put on the half-open ring shoulder stock and pulled the trigger.
A dull, rhythmic sound as powerful as a pile driver echoed in the valley.